Chapter 27 Promotion

{Thank you for the big leaflet of the canteen steamed buns.}

With the passage of time, the battle on the wall has changed from a bloody killing battle at the beginning to a cruel battle of persistence.

The current situation is no longer enough for any individual to turn the tide. Even if he is as strong as Ma Tiangang, he is a spiritual warrior. At this moment, his whole body is also colorful, and the speed of waving the epee in his hand is getting slower and slower!

Most of the disciples of the Izuyun Sword Sect were killed and injured, and even more than a dozen inner disciples have fallen. Now only more than 40 inner disciples have protected more than 500 outer disciples in the human wall and engaged in a difficult defensive battle with ghost servants.

Ma Tiangang retreated with everyone, fled to the storage room in the city, and opened a street battle with the ghost servant, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack. It can give people who have been fighting in the middle of the night to rest so as not to be attacked on all sides.

Huangshi Town has fallen and been occupied by ghost servants. Up to now, hundreds of ghost servants have died, but it seems that there are more and more.

No one knows why the ghost servant is so abnormal today, pouring out like a tide and killing endlessly.

Everyone fought and retreated, fled to the storage room in the city in an orderly manner, guarded the passage, and fought to the death with the ghost servant.

Wo! Wow! Wow!

Yellowstone Town was full of the roar of ghost servants, which made people's scalp numb. The ghost-like bloodthirsty figures were extremely fast, running, roaring, killing, bloody like waves, broken limbs and arms spread all over the floor of Yellowstone Town...

"Quick! Hurry up! Hurry up! Enter the storage room!"

Everyone stood and retreated and finally came to the storage room. Ma Tiangang urged anxiously and let many disciples enter the storage room first.

This storage room is a place where the population of the whole town of Huangshi Town hoards grain. It is very large and does not accommodate hundreds of disciples at all.

Xiao Chen also followed the flow of people and suddenly entered the storage room. Then, led by Ma Tiangang, the four inner disciples, five people, were directly blocked in the passage like a human wall.

The tragic killing broke out in an instant, more than ten times more tragic than when fighting on the ground. The only belief of the ghost servant who is not afraid of death is to kill, like a torrent of steel madly hitting the five people of Ma Tiangang guarding the passage.

In the storage room, many disciples got a moment of peace. The sound of fighting outside was extremely harsh, and the sound of sword impact was as dense as firecrackers, and the killing was extremely crazy.

Wow...Wow...

The disciples who fought in the middle of the night gasped heavily, and their whole body was extremely tired. The true spirit in Dantian was almost exhausted. At this time, a feeling called despair gradually spread among the crowd.

"There are still two hours before dawn, and the core disciples will come. As long as we hold on to the last two hours, the crisis will be resolved. Everyone should cheer up."

A young man dressed in the clothes of a red disciple of Chuyun Jianzong said, pulling everyone out of despair and boosting morale.

"Now we all have to work together to have the hope of success against the enemy. We are not talented. If you believe me, you might as well listen to my opinion." The disciple continued.

"Brother Fang Hu, you are the sixth disciple on the potential list. There are many disciples present. Your identity is the highest. If you have anything to say, just let us listen to your orders."

Several inner disciples looked at each other and then nodded. One of the thin inner disciples said.

As for the disciples, they were completely ignored, and no one asked for their opinions at all.

After entering the door, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and began to recover his true spirit.

Fang Hu said, "Now the only thing we can do is to defend. It is impossible to fight back, so we have to maximize the strength of defense, and Uncle Ma and the others can't resist it for long, so we will take a group of five people to take turns to fight in the streets, and the rest and restore their combat effectiveness."

"That's all."

Everyone has no objection. At this time, the only way is to fight with flesh and blood!

Subsequently, Fang Hu began to arrange manpower, assisted by each inner disciple leading four strong outer disciples to guard the passage in turn.

At this moment, the disciples of the Izumo Sword Sect showed surprising unity. There was no one's dissatisfaction or fear of death. They faced death calmly one by one, just like the ghost servant, not afraid of death, and went to guard the lane one after another.

Although Xiao Chen's combat effectiveness is strong, his cultivation is relatively low, and he can't be lined up for a while, and Xiao Chen also took this opportunity to recover his true spirit crazily.

Xiao Chen used the ghost poison smoke to kill Zhao Wumian in exchange for a large number of ghost poison insects. At this moment, Xiao Chen secretly used the 'magic sound nine singing' to control the ghost poison insects, so that the energy condensed by the ghost poison worm devoured Zhao Wumian's blood and passed on to him to restore his true qi.

Zhao Wumian is a warrior of the spiritual consciousness mirror. The energy contained in his blood is almost the same as that of the Nether Tiger King killed by water smoke that day. After the transformation of the Netherworld poisonous insect, it turned into magnificent energy.

In Xiao Chen's Dantian, the cyclone, which had been so dimmed that it could hardly be seen because of its intense consumption, began to condense more and rotate rapidly. The energy from the Nether poison worm was constantly absorbed, refined and stored in the Dantian, making Xiao Chen's cyclone full of power.

Xiao Chen recovered his true qi very quickly. Before the time of tea, he returned to his peak state. At this moment, the fighting in the alleyway was still fierce, more tragic than at the beginning. The roar of the ghost servant seemed to be in his ear, and the number of people on both sides kept falling, and then the personnel on both sides continued to fill, defend and attack. The passage has become the road to death.

"It hasn't come to me yet. I hope that the energy absorbed by all the ghost poison insects can advance." Xiao Chen opened his eyes and found that there were still more than 20 teams to reach him, and now he continues to practice.

At this time, no one will dislike his high cultivation. Xiao Chen continues to use the 'magic sound nine singing' to squeeze out the energy in the body of all the ghost poison insects and become the driving force for his cultivation.

In Xiao Chen's Dantian, the true spirit is becoming more and more magnificent and growing rapidly. There is no bottleneck in the cultivation of the Star War. As long as there is enough true qi support, it will be as easy to advance directly.

When he reached a critical point, Xiao Chen suddenly felt that he could hardly control the true spirit in Dantian.

"It's time to condense the second cyclone." Xiao Chen thought so in his heart that now he began to condense the cyclone.

With the experience of condensing a cyclone for the first time, this time it was as easy as peeing for Xiao Chen. With a slight sound in Dantian, Xiao Chenhu couldn't help but feel that his strength suddenly doubled.

"Condensing the two heavens, Dantian shaped the second cyclone, with a strength of 2,500 catties, comparable to the martial artist who condensed the seven heavens. The true qi is rich and long. Even if it is an all-out attack, the true qi is enough to support a fragrant time. Xiao Chen looked at Dantian and felt his current state. He was very satisfied.

"Brother Xiao Chen, it's our time." However, at the moment when Xiao Chen was full of pleasure in improving his strength, Yue Ling gently pushed Xiao Chen's arm.

Hearing this, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and was full of energy, as if he were a new force. He nodded to Yue Ling and got up.

Yue Ling, Zhou Qianlong, You Jian, these three are all in a group with Xiao Chen. Due to the disappearance of Zhao Wumian, this group was temporarily assigned an inner disciple, the spiritual mirror's cultivation, called Tan Tan.

Xiao Chen and others came to the channel and replaced the last group of five people who had run out of oil and were like bloody people, and a more bloody battle broke out again.

Previously, Xiao Chen didn't know the situation here in the warehouse. At this moment, he came to find that the broken limbs and arms were everywhere, and the blood flowed into rivers. The bodies of human beings and ghost servants were covered in the passage. The ghost servants behind kept pulling out the bodies and devouring the blood. The scene was extremely bloody and miserable. People want to vomit when they see it.

"Kill!"

Tan Tan's sword was shocked, and the long sword light burst out, directly splitting a ghost servant in half. Yue Ling and others also showed their family skills and fought to the death with ghost servants.

Xiao Chen directly took Zhao Wumian's magic sword and used it without avoiding anything. Zhao Wumian's death is now afraid that he can muddle through any reason. No one will suspect that Xiao Chen killed Zhao Wumian, and after the chaos of ghost servants, who still cares Zhao Wumian's life or death?

Bum! Bang! Bang!

The street battle was extremely cruel. In a few square meters of land, it was a fierce battle. The two sides were unyielding, and the blood was soaring. Xiao Chen and Tan Tan Tan both had magic swords and became the main force, and crazily chopped down ghost servants. In the face of endless killing, like a torrent of ghost servants, any move has lost its power at this moment, and the most effective and direct moves are crazy chopping.

This is a moment to witness strength and courage, only killing.

"Ah!"

Zhou Qianlong was rushed up by a ghost servant, and his arm was directly torn off. The blood wave sprayed wildly, but he still raised his sword to kill him, and the iron blood did not fall!

Brush!

Xiao Chen's chest was scratched by the claws of a ghost servant. The wound was deep to the bone, and the blood was like a pillar, but Xiao Chen unconsciously killed the ghost servant under the magic sword.

You Jian's shoulder was pierced by the claws of the ghost servant, and Yue Ling's thigh was torn out by the ghost servant with an amazing blood hole...

The melee between flesh and blood, the fierce battle, thrilling. At this moment, the alleyway is simply a large meat grinder. It is a Shura hell, and there is no life!

"You can't kill like this!" Xiao Chen waved his sword crazily to chop down ghost servants, thinking, "I don't know if the ghost poisonous smoke has any effect on these ghost servants?"

I can do it as soon as I think of it, and I can't care much at this moment. At present, Xiao Chen released a trace of poisonous smoke. No one noticed in the war. Under Xiao Chen's control, the poisonous smoke spread silently to the ghost servant...

Wo! Wow! Wow!

What surprised Xiao Chen was that the ghost poisonous smoke worked. When the ghost poisonous smoke was sucked into his body by the ghost servant, the ghost servant suddenly lost his attack power and fell to the ground. In less than a moment, his body turned into a pool of pus and blood, and the invulsive scale armor could not protect against the ghost poisonous smoke at all.